The bo is raised before the tap can happen and John actually smiles up at
it. It's not that he isn't taking this seriously-- He is. Sherlock is
smug and arrogant and thinks he knows him? John wants to take him down so
badly. He turns, pivoting on the ball of one foot, and draws the weapon
towards the other like a kendo sword, only to find it blocked too.
Interesting. John's dark eyes glow blue for a moment at this distance, the
lighting in the room perfect for illuminating their actual shade. He takes
two steps back and rounds his opponent to the left.
It doesn't matter. They take turns making hits. And take turns blocking
them. Sherlock gets a lucky hit in two seconds before John does and the
crowd actually seems to inflate watching the pair. And why wouldn't they?
This display is exactly like the Watsons' training videos that they've
spent the last week and a half watching and studying.
Sherlock and John move together. There's no denying it. "You feel
it too, don't you?" he remarks, just circling now. He has no desire to
strike out again.
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Date: 2013-08-05 12:27 pm (UTC)The bo is raised before the tap can happen and John actually smiles up at it. It's not that he isn't taking this seriously-- He is. Sherlock is smug and arrogant and thinks he knows him? John wants to take him down so badly. He turns, pivoting on the ball of one foot, and draws the weapon towards the other like a kendo sword, only to find it blocked too.
Interesting. John's dark eyes glow blue for a moment at this distance, the lighting in the room perfect for illuminating their actual shade. He takes two steps back and rounds his opponent to the left.
It doesn't matter. They take turns making hits. And take turns blocking them. Sherlock gets a lucky hit in two seconds before John does and the crowd actually seems to inflate watching the pair. And why wouldn't they?
This display is exactly like the Watsons' training videos that they've spent the last week and a half watching and studying.
Sherlock and John move together. There's no denying it. "You feel it too, don't you?" he remarks, just circling now. He has no desire to strike out again.